The most beautiful colors cannot be seen, just like the most beautiful scenery is the mood, which must be experienced with your heart.
This is the story of a makeup artist, similar faces but different experiences.
After meeting many years later and actually falling in love with the same person, who will the balance of fate tilt towards?
How to choose between family, love and friendship?
If you must leave, besides memories, what else will be left behind?
If it happened again, would we be able to face it with optimism and tolerance as before?